"Okay." Xiao Mu nodded and walked forward with the flame scepter in his hand. Naturally, he could see that this book of flame must be useful for him in practicing flames.

Although the treasures other than the magic weapon of the Loulan Saint Maiden need to be exchanged with the ancient Loulan Kingdom, how could they not have any other ideas? At least they could practice first in the ruins.

Ye Futian and others glanced at the flaming figure. What time has this been?

But he did not act, but watched Xiao Mu walk forward to the battle platform. The soldiers wearing armor in front of the battle drum beat the battle drum. In an instant, a terrifying aura erupted out. The drum sound trembled in the world, as if the will of flames merged into the drum sound and headed towards Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu's will merge into the scepter and placed it in front of him. In an instant, a terrifying flame light curtain wrapped around his body. The terrifying will erupted and collided with the willpower that was shaking from the drum sound. Xiao Mu took a strong step forward to take down the Book of Flame.

No one behind them acted rashly, and they could feel the power of the war drum, which was very terrible.

When Xiao Mu took a step, the war drums vibrated again, this time, even more terrifying than the first drum sound.

Xiao Mu frowned slightly, and his royal luck exploded violently, urging the power of the scepter. At this moment, he was like a prince, bathed in flames, and was arrogant.

As the leader of Yancheng, Xiao Mu only came to the ruins after he won the fortune of the princes. His strength was naturally extremely terrifying, otherwise he would not have been recognized by the magic weapon.

The violent wave of flames was rolling on the battle platform, and Xiao Mu's body seemed to be drowned, but he took steadily with the power of the scepter. This was a battle of will. With his will to activate the scepter of the king and princes, the will that erupted was definitely nearly the royal level, and there was no reason not to get the Book of Flame.

As he moved forward step by step, the drums shook the sky, and the people behind him kept retreating, and their will fluctuated and rolled endlessly. Especially those who did not have the luck of the princes, they only felt that they could not bear this power at all, and they probably would not gain anything in the ruins.

Without the luck of a king and prince, magic tools are needed to make up for it, but most people do not have either.

Xiao Mu, bathed in endless flames, moved forward step by step like a prince. The soldiers beat the drums again, and the sound of the drums was filled with the city. The heaven and earth seemed to have resonated with each other. Combined with the general trend of heaven and earth, they turned into invincible power and swept towards Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu's steps paused, and a terrifying heat wave hit his body. His hands holding the scepter were trembling slightly. He was already close to the Book of Flame, and he only needed to take another seven steps to get it.

But he felt that it was unlikely that he would have a chance to take these seven steps.

Xiao Mu raised his foot strongly and walked forward. With a loud thunder, the sound of war drums sounded again. In an instant, endless flames storms blew between the sky and the earth. The terrifying power of will hit the scepter with the sound of war drums and hit Xiao Mu.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Xiao Mu's body was shaken away. The mark on his eyebrows was extremely dazzling when he activated the power of the magic weapon scepter. However, there were still cracks, almost shattered, but he still supported it. The crack was repaired. He gasped and his face looked a little pale.

"Failed." Everyone's eyes flashed, as powerful as Xiao Mu, actually failed, and with the help of the power of the will of the king and prince, this means that they are even more unlikely to succeed.

Behind, the sharp man beside Loulanxue said, "It seems that someone is hard to get it. I wonder if those people in Huangcheng can do it."

Over the years, generations of strong men from the ancient Loulan Kingdom have stepped into the ruins, and many of them can be taken away.

Treasures that are still left in this ruins are extremely difficult to obtain.

The sharp man took this book of flame, but failed, and he went further than Xiao Mu.

The Saint Loulanxue naturally tried it, and she almost got it, but failed in the last step.

In the place where Xiao Mu is located, the phantom of the flames in the scepter appears again, and his expression is a bit ugly.

"Senior, I'll do my best." Xiao Mu said.

"I know." Flame phantom nodded: "It seems that no one can get it at all, which is a pity."

Are all the treasures in the ruins of this palace so difficult to obtain now?

If this is the case, it is unlikely that there will be other gains.

When the people behind heard his words, they sighed. But no one could get it.

Since the phantom of the will of the prince said this, it must be true.

But at this moment, a figure in white clothes stepped out and walked towards the battlefield, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Many people looked at him and couldn't help but show a strange look. Although Ye Futian was unparalleled in talent and was recognized by magic weapons, he was still low in realm and did not have the luck of a prince. So he activated his full power of magic weapons in this way?

What Xiao Mu can't do, he actually wants to try?

The flame phantom was stunned when he saw Ye Futian walking past him. He looked at him in surprise and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"

"Of course it's a try." Ye Futian looked at the other party and smiled.

"Are you an idiot?" Fire figure said coldly. He and Xiao Mu failed in joining forces. Ye Futian, he wants to give it a try?

He also deserves to try it? It's overestimated his ability.

"Maybe I'm lucky." Ye Futian said with a smile.

"Overbial ability." Fire figure spoke coldly. Ye Futian didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward. The sound of drums kept coming, shaking in his eardrums. He could feel a vague sense of heat.

The guqin was placed in front of him, Ye Futian held the guitar with one hand, and the other hand plucked the strings, and the sound of the guitar came out.

The scene at this moment is like a battlefield, and the piano music should be suitable for the general's order.

In just a moment, everyone seemed to be immersed in that artistic conception, as if the front was like a battlefield.

Ye Futian has indeed not yet created a fortune for the prince, but he has the will of the emperor, and integrating it into the guqin can affect the will of the prince of Guloulan to the greatest extent and thus activate the power of the guqin.

The sound of the piano was lingering, and a magnificent meaning spread out. There seemed to be thousands of horses galloping in the battlefield.

On the opposite side, the sound of drums trembled, and they also turned into extremely terrifying momentum. The two auras collided and disappeared together.

Ye Futian's pace was very steady, as if there were strange rules, walking with the rhythm of the piano, and the momentum of the piano continued to grow stronger. Every time he strengthened, he took a step.

With the will of the emperor, activate the will of the king and princes and the magical instruments, the momentum of the general's orders is far beyond what he once did.

The sound of drums and pianos constantly clashed, and both momentums were extremely terrifying, from weak to strong, becoming more and more terrifying, until everyone felt like they were on the battlefield and witnessing the confrontation between the two armies.

It seems that they underestimated Ye Futian again.

Judging from this momentum, he might catch up with the pace that Xiao Mu took.

However, they didn't understand one thing, how did Ye Futian achieve his strength?

How could he activate the magic weapon to such an extent?

At this moment, there were flames surrounding Ye Futian, and the terrifying flame seemed to be burying his body, but Ye Futian was surrounded by a layer of piano sound storm, destroying everything, as if transformed by will, and the flames could never be broken through.

He was still moving forward, and he had gradually approached the place Xiao Mu had walked.

This made Xiao Mu's face look a little ugly, and the phantom of the flame beside him stared at Ye Futian.

Why did he look down on Ye Futian? Because Ye Futian's cultivation level is too low and he has no luck in the princes, this level of strength will not make any achievements in the ruins.

However, Ye Futian first obtained the magic weapon, and then took steps similar to Xiao Mu here, making him feel strange. Did he get lost this time?

"That's all." The figure of Fire seemed unwilling to believe that he would be wrong. He saw the drums become more powerful, and his momentum surged exponentially, shattering everything, and the storm was simply unstoppable.

But Ye Futian's fingers seemed to turn into a phantom, plucking the strings frantically, and the storm of piano sound swept out. Under the general's order, he did not choose to continue defending, but instead launched an attack on his own initiative.

"Looking for death." Fire Flame Shadow looked at Ye Futian's actions and spoke coldly. If he continued to move forward steadily, he might be able to walk a few steps closer to the Book of Fire, but his approach at this moment was undoubtedly looking for death.

Ye Futian naturally would not seek death. He stepped forward continuously, and the sound of the piano swept up with the surging will, colliding with the sound of drums. The space was like a riot, and the unparalleled willpower seemed to tear everything apart.

At this moment, several piano wills containing the emperor's will seemed to have bypassed the attack and directly penetrated into the war drum.

"Dong." Another loud bang, the war drum shook the sky and destroyed everything, and the piano storm in front of Ye Futian had disappeared, and was exhausted by the previous hit.

"Looking for death." Fire figure said coldly. Ye Futian was already a dead person in his eyes.

Others naturally saw that this will attack would really kill Ye Futian.

But at this moment, Ye Futian raised his hand and plucked the strings of the piano. The sound of the drums seemed to resonate with the sound of the piano. A storm of destruction burst out from the war drums, annihilated everything.

The next moment, under the shocked eyes of everyone, the armored soldiers who beat the drums were instantly destroyed.

"This..." Everyone's pupils contracted and looked at the scene in front of them in shock. What's going on?

Ye Futian, how did he do it?

The flame figure also frozen there. Ye Futian actually succeeded, and wiped out the armored soldiers.

The Book of Fire was suspended there, without any obstacles.

Xiao Mu's figure flashed and rushed forward, preparing to snatch it.

Ye Futian turned around and glanced at him. The guqin in his hand moved again. The sound of the qin resonated with the war drums again, and a monsoon burst out and swept out. Xiao Mu's face changed drastically. With the terrifying will swept by, he groaned, his face pale, and stopped in an instant, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The figure of flame appeared beside the scepter, and his eyes were extremely uneasy.

It was obvious that he was wrong. Ye Futian was stronger than Xiao Mu.

"The sound of the piano and the sound of the drums are very strong. You have gained my approval. Come and hold the scepter." The figure of Fire spoke, ready to give up Xiao Mu!
Chapter completed!